Miss Content and The Waterfall
A thousand dreams and aspirations dance mischievously
As pink confetti
Upon smiling breeze
Flowing free fall worlds, where children dance barefoot within tinkering
Wa-ter
Falls
Raise one glass and sip willowed wine
To taste the cherry pools which
Shine... and she does
Arms embrace ones self to flow and writhe between the rainbow prisms that are ours
And ours
To cherish
This is the hour of...Miss Content
And she loves, just loves to relish
The harmony which time and tone does so easily
Embellish
Orange trees humbly breeze
Shiver in the sublime
As nows the time
Whilst
Midnight waves doth stroke her shore
And
Her woe's and tears
Are left
Once more.......
poem by Karen Sinclair
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